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  • Who, The
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  • I'm feelin' so good right now
    There's a handsome boy tells me how I changed his past
    He buys me a brandy
    But could it be he's really just after my ass?

    He likes the clothes I wear
    He says he likes a man who's dressed in season
    But no-one else ever stares, he's being so kind
    What's the reason?

    How many friends have I really got?
    You can count 'em on one hand
    How many friends have I really got?
    How many friends have I really got?
    That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?

    Suddenly it's the silver screen
    And a face so beautiful that I have to cry out
    Everybody hears me
    But I look like a fool now
    With a cry and I shy out
    She knows all of my friends
    But it's nice to find a woman who will still relate
    Now I think I've reached the end
    I wonder in the dead of night - how do I rate?

    How many friends have I really got?
    How many friends have I really got?
    How many friends have I really got?
    That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?

    It's all like a dream you know
    When you're still up early in the morning
    And you all sit together to watch the 1 come through
    But things don't look so good
    When you could use a bit of warning
    Then you know that no-one will ever speak the truth about you

    How many friends have I really got?
    How many friends have I really got?
    How many friends have I really got?
    That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?

    When I first signed a contract
    It was more than a handshake then
    I know it still is
    But there's a plain fact
    We talk so much shit behind each other's backs
    I get the willies
    People know nothing about their own soft gut
    So how come they can sum us up
    Without suffering all the hype we've known
    How come they bum us up

    How many friends have I really got?
    You can count 'em on one hand
    How many friends have I really got?
    How many friends have I really got?
    That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?

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